Got up early, set up hubby's meds for the week. This is a weekly Saturday morning ritual. I do it for me, not for him, because watching him paw through the meds looking for a "yellow pill" and then spilling them on the floor gave me the willies (there are two yellow pills and one of them can be fatal in overdose). He doesn't read labels. So I do it for both our sakes.

New Year's Day. Off to watch the Rose Bowl Parade and drink coffee. It's a yearly tradition and I don't think I'll bother to mention for how many years. Later, y'all.